The witch girl is the most competitive in nature, and for decades, she has spoken the law, although no one dares to say a word to her, and the arrogant and unruly strange people of the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands are also worshiped as a god, but today she is speechless to this little monk.

In a fit of rage, I saw her raise her right palm and slap it down on the top door of Meho. The palm of his hand was about to touch the "Baihui acupoint" on his head, and he suddenly remembered: "I killed this little monk with one palm, he was ignorant and unconscious, and still said that his crooked reasoning was right and I was wrong, hum, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world?"

After a while, she jumped up the stone steps, pushed the door open, broke a branch to support it, and ran straight to the imperial garden. At this time, her skills are already very good, although she has broken a leg, she is still as light as a leaf, how can the royal guards be able to perceive it?

In the garden, he caught two white cranes and two peacocks, and returned to the ice storehouse. Hui Hao could hear her go out, hear her come back, hear the chirping of birds, and chant "Amitabha" a few times, which can neither be done, but only let it go.

At noon the next day, there was no day or night in the freezer, and it was pitch black. The true qi in the body of the Shunqing witch surged, and knowing that the time for practice was coming, she bit open the throat of a white crane and sucked its blood. After she finished practicing, she bit open the throat of a white crane.

Hui Hao heard the voice and persuaded: "Senior, this bird, you can save it for tomorrow and use it, why kill one more life?"

The obedient witch smiled: "I was kind enough to get you to eat." ”

Hui Hao was shocked and said, "No, no! ”

The witch stretched out her left hand and grabbed his chin, and Hui Hao couldn't resist, and her mouth naturally opened.

The witch of obedience mentioned the white crane and poured the crane's blood into his mouth. Hui Hao only felt a stream of hot blood running down his throat, and tried his best to close his throat, but the acupuncture points were made by the Shunqing Witch, which was really involuntary, and he was angry and anxious in his heart, and two lines of hot tears came out of his eyes.

The obedient witch poured the blood of the crane, put her right hand against the Lingtai acupoint of his vest, helped him run his true qi, and then ordered him "Guan Yuan" and "Tiantu" two acupoints, so that he could not vomit the crane blood, and grinned: "Little monk, your Buddhist precepts, do not eat meat, this precept is broken? Once the first precept is broken, what does it matter if the second precept is broken? Hmph, if there is anyone in the world who is against me, I will fight against him to the end." All in all, I'm going to make you a monk. ”

Hui Hao was very angry and speechless.

The obedient witch smiled: "Jingyun: If you ask for it, you will suffer, and if you don't ask for it, you will be happy." If you are bent on keeping the Buddha's precepts, then you are 'asking', and if you can't ask for it, your heart will be bitter. You have to be at ease and do nothing, the form runs with you, the Buddha precepts can be obeyed, and if you can't obey them, then you don't want to do it, that's called 'no seeking', haha, haha, haha!"

After more than two months like this, the Witch of Shunqing has returned to the skills of her eighties, and when she enters and exits the ice warehouse and the imperial garden, she is like an invisible ghost, if it weren't for Feng Ziyue, she would have left the palace a long time ago.

After drinking blood every day and practicing, she always ordered Huihao's acupoint, stuffed the blood and raw flesh of the beast into his abdomen, and after two hours, Huihao's stomach food was digested and could not vomit, so he unlocked his acupoint.

Huihao was forced to drink blood in the ice and live a dark life, which was really distressing, and he could only recite the sentence in the scriptures "Don't worry about suffering, and know the reason" to forgive herself.

On this day, the witch of Shunqing listened to him nagging and chanting what "the path of cultivation is so hard, you should remember the calamity", what "accept it willingly, there is no complaint", and sneered: "You are a rabbit, a deer, a crane, and a bird, you have tasted all kinds of meat, what kind of monk have you become? What scriptures do you still recite?"

Hui Hao said: "The little monk is persecuted by his predecessors, and if he is not voluntary, he will not be considered to break the vows." ”

The Romance Witch sneered: "If no one persecutes you, you yourself will never break the vows?"

Hui Hao said: "The little monk is clean and self-loving, and he will never dare to break the rules of Buddhism." ”

The obedient witch said, "Okay, let's give it a try." "On this day, he will not force Hui Hao to drink blood and eat meat. Hui Hao was very happy and thanked him repeatedly.

The next day, the obedient witch was still not strong, he ate meat and drank blood. Hui Hao was only so hungry that his stomach grunted, and said: "Senior, your divine skills are about to be practiced, and you don't need the little monk to serve you." The little monk wanted to leave. ”

The obedient witch said, "I won't let you go." ”

Hui Hao said: "The little monk is hungry, so annoying the seniors to find some vegetables and rice to satisfy their hunger." ”

The Witch of Affection said, "That's fine." And he lit his acupuncture point, so that he could not escape, and went out on his own. After a while, return to the freezer.

Wyeho only smelled a burst of aroma, and his mouth was full of salivation. Knock knock three times, the obedient witch put three big bowls in front of him, and said, "A bowl of braised pork, a bowl of steamed fat chicken, and a bowl of sweet and sour carp, come and eat!"

Hui Hao exclaimed: "Amitabha, the little monk would rather die than eat." ”

The aroma of three bowls of fatty chicken and fish couldn't help but rush to his nose, and he couldn't help himself and chanted the scriptures. The witch of obedience picked up the chicken in the bowl, ate it with relish, and praised it repeatedly, but Huihao only recited the Buddha.

On the third day, the witch went to the imperial kitchen to get a few bowls of meat dishes, ham, sea cucumber, bear paw, roast duck, and the aroma was even stronger.

Although Huihao was weak and hungry, she never held back from eating. The Witch of Affection thought to herself, "In front of me, you must be strong and competitive, and you will never take food." ”

So he walked out of the ice and didn't return for half a day, thinking, "I'm afraid you have to steal food." "I didn't know that when I came back, I took these bowls of dishes to the light and looked at them, but I didn't even touch a drop of soup.

On the ninth day, Hui Hao's strength to chant the scriptures was gone, and he only bit some ice cubes to quench his thirst, but he never reached out to touch the meat in front of him.

Enraged, the witch reached out and grabbed his chest, and stuffed a bowl of braised elbows into his mouth piece by piece. Although she was strong enough to eat meat, she knew that she had finally lost this competition, and in a fit of rage, she slapped him thirty or forty times in a row, and scolded: "Dead monk, you are against your grandmother, you must know how powerful your grandmother is!" Huihao was neither angry nor angry, but only gently recited the Buddha.

In the days that followed, the Witch of Affection always poured him with a lot of fish and meat. Hui Hao is obedient, except for chanting, is sleeping.

In his sleep that day, Huihao suddenly smelled a sweet fragrance, which was neither the sandalwood burned in front of the Buddha statue, nor the vegetable fragrance of fish and meat.

He woke up in shock, reached out and touched it, and his hand was soft and warm, and he was a stranger. couldn't help but be taken aback, and said, "Senior, you...... What's wrong with you?"

The man said, "I...... Where am I? Why are I so cold?" The guttural voice is delicate.,It's a girl's voice.,It's not a witch.。。

Hui Hao was even more stunned, and asked in a trembling voice, "You...... You...... Who is it?"

The girl said, "I...... I...... It's so cold, who are you?", he leaned over to Huihao.